To Lose Yourself: A Voluptuous Surrender, Lost

As For Me, The Grounds Of My Hope Have Always Been That History Is Wilder Than Our Imagination Of It And That The Unexpected Shows Up Far More Regularly Than We Ever Dream.

For Me, Before I Learned How To Read I Was Really Interested In Story And In Landscape And Nature. I Decided To Become A Writer Almost As Soon As I Learned To Read.

There Was An Assumption That Aerial Bombing Of Civilians In World War Ii Would Cause Fragile, Working-class People To Basically Have Nervous Breakdowns And It Would Paralyze The State. That Was The Logic Of Aerial Bombing. In Fact, It Doesn't Happen At All, But The Logic Behind Aerial Bombing Has Never Stopped, Even Though It Never Demoralizes, Terrorizes, Or Paralyzes A Population.

Every Woman Knows What I'm Talking About. It’s The Presumption That Makes It Hard, At Times, For Any Woman In Any Field; That Keeps Women From Speaking Up And From Being Heard When They Dare; That Crushes Young Women Into Silence By Indicating, The Way Harassment On The Street Does, That This Is Not Their World. It Trains Us In Self-doubt And Self-limitation Just As It Exercises Men’s Unsupported Overconfidence.

We Know Less When We Erroneously Think We Know Than When We Recognize That We Don't.